The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a gray suspension that coated the cobblestones of Halloway Street in a slick, indifferent sheen. You stood at the end of the block, your hand resting on the cold iron of the gate. The metal was pitted with rust, a texture you knew by heart, mapped against your fingertips as surely as the lines of a familiar face. You held it for a long time,...

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